Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

Xiao Qianchuan leaned against the wall, watching all this calmly with his red eyes. He was completely out of the picture, as if his soul had been pulled away.

Sun Zheng's desperate prayers were in his ears. In front of him, Jiao Jiao pushed aside the sobbing woman and tried to squeeze into the middle of the team. The handsome man beside him was wielding an iron rod with blood all over his body. Johnson swung the axe, and the monster's head drew a parabola in the air with thick black blood.

Everything in front of him seemed to be playing in slow motion, but Xiao Qianchuan's thoughts were running very fast.

Turning his head, his eyes fell on the fat nurse squatting at the foot of the wall, and Xiao Qianchuan frowned. This nurse was clearly the person closest to the monsters, but those guys seemed to be unable to see her, and all of them pounced on the pretty boy with their fangs and claws bared.

interesting!

Looking down, Xiao Qianchuan fixed his eyes on the work badge on the fat nurse's chest and narrowed them.

"Nurses Station 3?"

His mind quickly sketched out the floor plan he had seen when he passed the corridor just now. Xiao Qianchuan turned his head and quickly locked onto the target. Nurse Station No. 3 was just across the street.

The pretty boy hit the man on the head with a stick like he was hitting a watermelon, and red and white brain matter splattered on the door of the duty room at the nurses' station.

No wonder!

The fat nurse was squatting not far from the nurses' station, clutching her ID card tightly and trembling.

He has to go help.

The sharp black nails quickly grew half an inch from the fingertips. With the cover of the stacked corpses, Xiao Qianchuan used his hand as a knife to easily cut off the arm of a monster that pounced on him.

His steps were brisk and his movements were graceful. Before the blood could splatter, he had already circled behind the monster and with a light backhand swing, the monster's head fell to the ground.

The speed was so fast that it was shocking. But except for the audience in the live broadcast room, no one on the scene noticed the movement here.

[Ah... my wife is awesome!]

[Elegant! The beauty is so elegant even when she kills people!]

[It doesn't make sense! This player is so strong, but he looks sick and could die at any moment.]

[The funeral procession is busy licking the screen, please don't Q.]

……

It only takes a moment to break through the obstruction of numerous monsters.

Retracting his nails, Xiao Qianchuan quickly approached the nurse. Suddenly, someone squeezed up from behind, pressed on his shoulder, and pushed him hard.

"Get out of the way! You piece of shit. Get out of the way."

Xiao Qianchuan covered his shoulders and watched coldly as Jiaojiao ran past him to the handsome man and cried behind him. His eyes stayed on the carotid artery of this bad woman, and he suddenly wanted to have a good meal.

"Brother! You are the best. That big black guy has no mercy on women. The blood splattered on her skirt. It's disgusting."

The girl's voice had a soft and delicate quality to it, and Xiao Qianchuan couldn't help but wonder if her flesh tasted the same.

The pretty boy was so excited about killing that he had no time to care about the woman behind him. He just turned around and said a few words of comfort. At this moment, a monster broke through the defense line and rushed in front of Jiaojiao.

"Ah... Brother, help me!"

Jiaojiao turned around and tried to run, but Xiao Qianchuan stepped forward and bumped into her face to face. "Where are you going?"

"Teacher Xiao, be careful!"

Seeing the monster waving its claws and rushing towards the two of them, Sun Zheng waved his hands and shouted.

The boy remained motionless, frozen in place, as if he was petrified by fear.

Jiaojiao cried and yelled for Xiao Qianchuan to get out of the way. She used both hands to pull the man in front of her, but this time the man seemed to have taken root and didn't move at all.

Finished!

The fat nurse squatting below didn't dare to look up. The pretty boy cursed again, but he was too busy to do anything.

The sharp blue-black nails on its back had hooked onto Jiaojiao's skirt. The long-bearded monster without a nose opened its bloody mouth like a catfish and stared at Xiao Qianchuan through Jiaojiao.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, the smile in Xiao Qianchuan's eyes disappeared.

A bullet pierced the monster's forehead.

In an instant, the crisis was resolved.

Instead of feeling lucky for surviving the disaster, Jiaojiao took a few steps back, stomped her feet and crushed the catfish's eyes, then glared at Xiao Qianchuan and slapped him in the face.

Before the palm wind fell, Sun Zheng grabbed his wrist and asked, "What are you doing?"

Johnson used one hand to chop open the throat of the monster in front of him with an axe, and with the other hand he raised the gun and shook it.

"Xiao, do you need a weapon?"

However, the slender and clean-looking boy did not respond. He just leaned against the wall and gasped silently.

"Are you blind? This loser almost killed me just now." Jiaojiao pointed at Xiao Qianchuan's nose and cursed.

"I can see it. You clearly did it on purpose."

The scolded boy slowly came back to his senses, his lips pulled down, without a trace of blood. A few drops of blood splashed on his overly white face, falling under his eyes and dyeing the teardrop mole deep red, like tears of blood.

Those clear eyes were filled with watery light, he said nothing, his stubbornness was heartbreaking.

"Jiaojiao!"

The pretty boy kicked a monster away, turned around and shouted angrily: "Shut up! If it weren't for you... Forget it! Don't distract me."

"You told me to shut up?"

Having never suffered such an injustice, Jiaojiao's tears fell down. She glared at Xiao Qianchuan fiercely, as if she wanted to nail him to the wall.

Johnson swung his axe to chop off a monster's head, and slowly moved back away, worried about the boy's condition.

A group of people were crowded together, and monsters were standing on both sides of the corridor. The game had only started for a few minutes, and everyone was in a situation where there was no way out.

The two strongest fighters were already showing signs of fatigue. Johnson's axe swings were gradually slowing down. The pretty boy was especially tired, his arms were shaking as he held the iron rod, and he had to comfort Jiaojiao who was crying non-stop.

So hungry!

Xiao Qianchuan's head swelled and he looked ahead, only to see a golden roasted chicken crying. He couldn't help but lick his lips, and the blood splashed on his lips was accidentally brought into his mouth, and his mind regained some clarity.

Something is wrong. Something is so wrong with me.

He had a premonition that if he continued like this, not only would his body not be able to bear it, but his mind would also be polluted and turned into a bloodthirsty monster.

The audience in the live broadcast room sighed in unison, knowing how powerful this virus was.

[Infected by a foreign virus, and also met Hua Meinan and Jiaojiao, a pair of old perverts. This game is too difficult! ]

[These old dogs are more ruthless than each other, with powerful talents and skills and many props. The newcomers can only blame themselves for their bad luck.]

[Funeral procession is at your service at any time.]

[Baby, don't be impulsive! The enemy is too strong, we have to survive for as long as we can.]

[Wow... My beautiful wife, one less look at her.]

[Am I the only one who thinks that the sight of a beautiful woman licking blood is astringent?]

[Ouch! There's still a little blood on your face. Don't move! Let me lick it.]

[Shut up! My wife is mine. Sihasiha…]

There was a lot of fighting in the live broadcast room. In the hospital corridor, monsters also rushed to surround and kill.

Jiaojiao screamed at the top of her lungs and threw herself at the person.

The handsome man was already feeling overwhelmed, and the woman's clinging to him made his knees go weak.

Xiao Qianchuan quickly moved to the side of the fat nurse, "Sister, you have a solution, right? If you don't escape now, it will be too late. I will protect you."

Looking up at the handsome boy in front of her, the fat nurse felt inexplicably relieved and said with trembling lips: "Go, open the door! Use..."

[Main quest progress 20%…18%]

Xiao Qianchuan frowned. What was going on? Could the mission progress be reversed?

"Ah... help!"

Xiao Qianchuan looked up and found Jiaojiao panicking and falling in front of them. The fat nurse subconsciously reached out to pull her up.

The pretty boy turned around and saw a monster rushing towards Jiaojiao. Without thinking, he grabbed the fat nurse's hand and pulled her over to block it.

Warm fresh blood spurted out, covering Jiaojiao's head and face. Compared to those monsters, this woman looked even more terrifying at this moment.

Sun Zheng looked at the pretty boy in disbelief, and the latter simply stabbed a stick into the head of the monster that was biting the fat nurse's neck.

The man's hands were covered in blood, and he looked very much like the monster who liked to crush children's heads in the stories he made up to scare disobedient students.

A chill surged into his heart and penetrated into his bones. Sun Zheng's teeth chattered and he couldn't stop shaking all over.

Johnson swung his axe at a group of monsters, wishing he could chop off the idiot's head as well.

"Fuck! Did you kill the NPC?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Meinan showed no shame on his face, and his attitude was so matter-of-fact that it was outrageous.

"I didn't bite him to death. Can you blame me? There are so many monsters here!"

While wiping the blood off her face, Jiaojiao cried out in dismay, "What should we do? The NPC is dead. Will we die here too?"

"Shut up! I didn't do this to save you. He's just an NPC. He's so ugly, you can only tell he's cannon fodder."

"But……"

Without time to pay attention to them, Xiao Qianchuan knelt beside the fat nurse, resisting the urge to bend over and lick the blood, and pressed hard on her aorta. But blood continued to flow out from between his fingers, and a fresh life also passed away.

If it was said before, Xiao Qianchuan still thought that since this was a game, both players and NPCs could be used. It didn't matter even if the world was blown up.

But now, he felt the warm liquid in his palm gradually turning cold, which was more real than any of his hallucinations.

His fingertips began to feel cold again.

This is a living person, with flesh and blood, emotions and righteousness.

She was still thinking about saving others before she died.

Looking down at his bloody hands, scenes from dreams, hallucinations and memories appeared alternately before Xiao Qianchuan's eyes.

He was a little confused again.

Is this world real or fake?

Brother Xiao He, can I kill these people?